“It’s perfect.” House said interrupting her self-critiquing. “Apart from the blade. A blade would have been very cool.” He teased and nudged her gently. “Thank you.” He mumbled the last two words.
He wasn’t great with niceties. House could probably count on one hand the number of times he had thanked or apologised to someone. But it sounded as if Kytana had gone to lengths to make her gift to him. “I can pretend it’s a blade. Scare a few kids.”